My mind is always busy
Thoughts flying by at 300 miles per hour
Never an idle time
In the big picture there's a smaller picture
And in the smaller an even minute one
All having meaning
All being thought about
At night my thoughts turn into dreams
A burst of imagination mixed with intellect
Weird and original all in one, then
I open my eyes and the cycle starts again
Like a film roll clicking away furiously in a projection room as colourful scenes are brought to life on the projection screen...
Going down an endless track
Maybe that's why it's called train of thought.
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